Like now you're wiser
With bitter knowledge and
Romantic dreams
At your loving best you
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There was a rainstorm, oh Mabel
(My heart has lifted you
To the upper echelons of my soul
My spirit lets you roam free
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Learn the rules
And unlearn the rules
Poetry is mood/ heart/ soul
It is spirit and mind and...agony
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The mad man
In his darkest hour
Searches feverishly for
The cannibalised man's uneaten skull
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The beloved
Tell her every year in August
She lives on in the
Dust that covered our turbulent
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